let me lean into me winnings educate bout you Achilies so I can send you spinning, with threads strung on me limbs
thin thinner thinnest billyboard me insecurities it ain't an issue but it really hit a nerve now me is training, try me you will witness the power and maybe live to tell the tale
couldn't hand me a little peace handle me sweet though me not entitled, but it's a request
jelly jelly bout you lack of freely used cuss knowledge I love the impact and damage, one day might mirror it and die
"do things my own way darling" it ain't easy I don't got the capacity cause I choose to let you I choose to let you choose though you never respect me oh
darling smooth unshattered like the legs of a virgin sharp, and useless when throw down so never miss that instructing
when me is talking try not to butt in or push a button cause I'm random who knows I might charge you like bison one of kind but always on your mind like a floating web babe learn to respect me before I lose what's left of this me inside
Shall I go and hew a tree,
in all its splendour, finery?
Shall I lay low what stands so high,
its yearning branches seeking sky?
Shall I take blade to trunk, axe to stem,
with mighty blows come to condemn?
Shall gnarled old yew or lofty ash
Be hurled to earth with wrathful crash?
Shall golden leaf’s bright hue then fade,
and drift to ground like windswept rain?
Mark me not monster, nor hateful man -
I may need warmth for frosty hands.
I may need hearth and home made strong,
a wagon, plow, or means of song.
So one day I might, if need arise,
bring a great tree to its demise.
But the sun shines warm, the day is light,
no living thing need die this night.
So I’ll bend low my weary knees,
and rest my back beneath these trees.
I’ll feel the breeze, breathe pine-sweet air,
and dwell on things still bright and fair.
I’ll rest in shade, flee summer’s heat,
and dream of bygone days - some bitter, some sweet.
That Got-Dog-It Moment
With star-staring eyes,
that disdained look loudly speaks:
"I got to go squat!"
Please rate 1-10
(1 Santa would be proud or
10 A coal in your stocking!)
A white Christmas in Chicagee don't make no sense
Bout time we skeedaddle, let good times commence
So where to go, my darlin' Maggie and me
As we swig down our egg nog and pack our tree?
The lil' miss and I'll be spendin' this Christmas
Way down yonder on the Panama Isthmus
There's a honky-tonk there on the ol' canal
Tequilla will be flowin' for me and my gal
Just a line or two to you..And them and some others too.'
I with my faults..And they're not few.' Took some time and
I will still.' To drop some comments through thick and thin
I used my mind, and value of lives, respect I guess these
Days is the 'word thats rife?' No copy and paste.' Yet thats
Not true..' Cause in the computer; I know of no glue.? So as
Artificial, as artifice does.' And after thinking.?? On all the above
I beleive I did my best.. In my intention and by emotives shove.' I note not many return replies..Still its God not me
With the seven eyes..? And yet He knew well all the while!!
I'd hear the whisper don't waste your style.' So again He's
Right just to let all know..' Don't be surprised if He ups and
Shows '
Never keep the garment of a poor man as a pledge
Return it to him. Let him not be on edge
Be it his work-shirt, take it at dusk and return it at dawn
For he has no other shirt to put on
Be it his night-shirt, take it at dawn and return it at dusk
Into it at bedtime he will gratefully tuck
Keep this precept and your debtor will bless you
The Almighty will count it for Righteousness too
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Based on Deuteronomy 24:12-13
(Read in synagogue this Sabbath)
After due consideration,
Lounging in repose.
I can't imagine leaving out,
A special step to dream about!
Would friends with benefits,
Agree to travel about?
Find bits of nature to explore,
Even on the ocean floor?
Attend a concert or show to see,
What will lift their friendly eyes to me.
Have a meal of something new.
Thats for me! How about you?
Swim down a river late at night.
Find a waterfall and dive right in.
Sit quietly and watch the moon rise,
While I watch the reflection in your eyes.
Talk a bit or read a book.
It's only the moon or a look.
And I'd like to be gone soon,
Into my head,
To create and dream,
Of romance, if that's not to extreme!
Flowers in the house!
Dancing close!
Maybe chocolate on toast!
Friends with benefits you must agree,
Could be complex,
Especially for me!
If all of this is true to form,
I'll have to keep many friends with benefits,
To tag along!
Sometimes I am fine without,
Friends with benefits hanging about!
next time I’ll grab the reins
of those exhausting relationships
I’m fed up and simply can’t
sit through another
one-way conversation
I just can’t do it anymore
next time I’ll ask
because I really need to know
don’t you ever tire of speaking about yourself
you carry on and on
spewing out your every thought
you sound convinced that
I am your number one fan
~ news flash ~
you are not that interesting !!!
take a breath
come up for air
for a change
ask me how I’m doing
and try actually waiting
for an answer
AP: Honorable Mention 2022
Always be considerate, 'dude, despite' your ‘manly mieN'.
What do I mean by mien? It’s how you look - your imagE;
There is no way, a guy has to be a “rude or crude” felloW.
“Playing the fool, portraying cool” is ‘really rather ridiculouS'.
No one - family, girls, honchos - appreciates a show-ofF.
With “flair, dare to care” for others, being the 'humble herO',
giving ‘people points, putting’ them first. That is way cooleR.
Instead of ‘always achieving attention,’ by skillful plottinG,
‘turn thoughts, talk and tasks to’ focus on others, not yoU.
Females, gals, hearken, it’s true for all teens absolutelY.
Angle the spotlight ‘on others often' and find selflessnesS.
September 3, 2022
Sponsor Joseph May
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This was an contest entry. Look for examples of 'alliteration', "internal rhyme", abc order and end letter acrostic in this piece.
Whenever I feel down and depressed
I long for an escape
But to where
The earth is too big
To know where is a save place
And too small
To escape entirely from the sorrow
Everywhere is bribery, racism
And hegemony prone
There isn't a save place without sorrow
And happy forever
The heaven is still far far away
And the hell is out of consideration
Maybe leave it to fate
And please don't ever ask me why
A common misconception God can do anything,
That nothing is beyond God’s power to achieve
I hope you’ll excuse my examples on the wing,
None reflect on God, in whom we should believe.
In truth, God cannot create an unworthy soul.
To do so would be the antithesis of His nature
Because all souls reside in their creator, whole,
I say, possessing, like God, an everlasting future.
God cannot do evil actions; God is entirely good,
No evil can be ascribed to, or blamed on, God,
Be assured, God always does what He should
I am convinced nothing from God can be flawed.
God cannot hate those engaging in wrongdoing
For “hate” is not in God’s vocabulary; God is love.
Hating would be a totally unimaginable viewing
From our Creator’s unique position here or above.
God can’t make a stone so large He cannot lift it
Is the old seminary truism for consideration
Which can be debated in the most erudite skit
I’ll leave you all the above for your deliberation.
Written August 3, 2022
Did you ever consider why the sky is blue?
Or wonder how much time is left inside of you?
Did you ever feel the genuine love of a child?
Or the feeling of awe while out in the wild?
Have you ever seen the splendor of a majestic waterfall?
Or witnessed the beauty of the Taj Mahal?
Have you ever heard the flutter of a butterfly's wings?
Or listened to the lyrics as a songbird sings?
Have you ever wondered outside of the zone?
Or spent some time with God all alone?
Have you ever thought about life out there in space?
Or wondered if we are the one and only race?
Have you ever felt the mist of an ocean wave?
Or seen the transcendence of a giant cave?
Have you ever wandered near and far?
Or set your sights on the nearest star?
To live is to love, and to consider is to believe.
That all things are possible now and forever.
No it's not easy, living can be sleazy fraught badly taught
Taut with apprehension, how should we live? some say give
Nothing, take everything' watch and judge wait till their feet
Slip then bear down ' not with them.. Sound bias test your lie
Although it could feel out the forms distant, sound waves Out sent as the bat does, mammal or willow different Methods same world shame we won't open our hearts
And so preoccupied we desist to really live
To merely drift exist '
Maybe I’m just bad at this
but nobody wants to be the one
to burst my bubble
fearing they’ll hurt my feelings
though that’s never stopped anyone before
After all I’ve failed at almost everything
I’ve ever attempted for the last forty years
Perhaps I was pretentious to think that any thoughts
I might conceive relating to the world as I perceive it
would be of any interest to someone like you
or to people stuck like glue in front of screens
Poetry is passé today
obsolete as fax machines and landline phones
out of fashion like flannel shirts, shopping malls
and garden gnomes
Love is the clothe
most wonderful in
any catwalk,
is fervent water that
heat any
glacier heart...
Love does:
wind without wind,
cry with happiness and
smile of longing...
Love removes from
sadness the bitter face and puts
on the face the beauty
which is a work
of art...!
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